It's Dan with his camera

It's Maria's live-in boyfriend, Dan, standing in the doorway. He has a smirk on his face and he's staring right at the two of you. Worse, he's holding his phone, taking video of you and Maria, a cruel smile on his face. Maria leaps from the bed in shock. You grab the blanket and pull it up over your head like a little kid hiding from a storm.

"Aw," you hear Dan say, "I know who is hiding in there, Joy Applebottom. Show that pretty little face of yours. And the pretty little everything else."

You stubbornly stay hidden under the comforter, actually shaking with adrenaline from being caught by Maria's husband. What is he going to do? Why does he sound like he is laughing?

"Dan, let's go outside," says Maria, anger in her voice. "We can talk about this in the living room. Let her get dressed at least."

"I see your lecture about fidelity only applies to me, honey," Dan gloats.

"You were fucking your secretary! And ogling all the girls in the neighborhood!" Maria shouts and you realize this is a continuation of the argument that had her so upset when you came over to see her.

"Yeah, but you don't have THAT on video," Dan sneers. "I can't wait to see what the Applebottoms think when I show them this video of you fucking their daughter."

She mutters something you can't hear.

"Alright," says Dan. "Let's go talk about it in the living room."

You hear them leave the room, still arguing back and forth. The door slams and you are left alone in the bedroom, trying to still your pounding heart. You're too sick with fear to even move. You finally lift your head from beneath the heavy comforter and strain to hear what is being said. Will he really show your parents? Your mom would go ballistic! She'd send you off to a convent or something!

The door finally opens, but to your dismay it's Dan, not Maria, who walks into the room. He stares at you lecherously, smiling, and walks over and sets on the bed. You are keenly aware that you are totally naked under the blanket. You pull it up to your chin, wishing you had worked up the nerve to get dressed. You feel Dan's hand on your thigh through the downy comforter.

"I think I've thought of a solution to all of your problems here," he says. "Something that will make everyone happy. You want everyone to be happy, right?"

"What do you mean?" you ask, feeling a little sick at what the look in his eyes implies.

"I mean," he strokes up your thigh through the blanket, but when he reaches your hip he slides his hand under the edge of the blanlet. You feel his fingers brush your naked flesh and you shudder, "you need to share the wealth."

His hand leaps from your hip up to your breast and he leans over you on the bed, his fingers squeezing your breast roughly, your nipple soft against his palm. You gasp in surprise and a little bit of pain.

"Nice," he says. "Your tits are gorgeous. So soft. Why don't you give me your hands and we can have a little fun. Hold them out for me."

His eyes flick to the chains and handcuffs hanging from the bedposts and you remember what Maria told you about what Dan enjoys. Does she know he's in here doing this to you? You feel like screaming, maybe yelling for Maria, but you don't want to make Dan mad!